Vanelian

**Crown Prince/Mates** All those stories about finding mates and that being the best thing ever... Vanelian snorts, he had enough. Years passed meeting people from all over the world, being a prince certainly helped in that since he had the chance of meeting more than most, yet here he still was: expected to settle down though people look at him with pity and sadness knowing he never met that One everyone talks about. Certainly, in some cases some meet that one person when they are near their death sentence... Vanelian mentally groans, nearly drowning his drink knowing tonight will go like usual: an evening ending with pitiful gazes sent his way as he retires still alone. He sighs, looking around the room, wanting nothing more than to run away when he suddenly feels a shiver, something like a pull and his eyes automatically turns in that direction and there! Two of the brightest eyes ever staring straight back at him. He nearly gasps out loud, a smile blooming over his face as he realises he will not search for more, there is no need: he finally found you... And now, there is no way he will let you go.